Just thoughts...

In a world of forever increasing pressure. Here's six ways to handle and reduce this ever problematic anxiety. 1. Realize the waste in it:  There is no use of being worried about an event which is in the future and you have absolutely no control over. The wasted moments on thinking about what would happen in the future only come back in the future as moments of regret on having wasted time.

        It was over.. The months of a false pretense had come down crashing all around. The layer of illusion before him was ripped apart by the harsh knife of truth. It wasn't to be. The many moments which had now rolled off into the baggage of memories, still hit hard. No matter how much he tried to convince himself of the days to come, the promise they held, it wouldn't heal the wound of the one broken in the days gone by. The melancholy was tangible in the air around. If encompassed all those who tried to break this shell. The shell which he had withdrawn into.         He shouldered his rucksack and made way to the rock by the shore. It had been his place, once. Long before the messed up moods, this was his place of peace. The memories sweet were now all marred by an emotion of incompleteness. The puzzle he was solving seemingly impossible now. The missing piece he had found was lost in the crowd he had searched for. The gaping...

         The innumerable people we meet in life. Some mere glances on the timeline, while some a bookmark in our book while some a splash on the canvas. Call it what you may, but the lives we touch during our time here is countless. Some way or the other we move on from one phase to the other forever changing. The childhood story of Yudhishtira and the Yaksha by the lake pops up as a distant memory with the question very clear.      "The yaksha asked the prince 'O yudhishtira what is the most wonderful thing in this universe?', The prince pondered a while and answered, 'The most wonderful thing is that man goes on with his life every moment with a presumption that he is to see the next day when he sees hundred of his fellow beings resting in peace forever every day'.Thus the yaksha was content."   This excerpt from the mythological stories found in abundance in our texts proves a point. The unpredictable nature of life is more ...